[ And she is. Trying. Trembling near tears or not, Alexandrie still wears a smile, and her eyes are full of those remnants of faith and hope she has collected rather than despair. ]
It helps, to have your songs to reach for when I miss you. To know you miss me enough to wish to carry a remembrance from me. To be close to you when you are here.
[ She shifts now, seeking after that selfsame comfort of leaning against him, tucking her head at his shoulder. ]
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I am trying.
[ And she is. Trying. Trembling near tears or not, Alexandrie still wears a smile, and her eyes are full of those remnants of faith and hope she has collected rather than despair. ]
It helps, to have your songs to reach for when I miss you. To know you miss me enough to wish to carry a remembrance from me. To be close to you when you are here.
[ She shifts now, seeking after that selfsame comfort of leaning against him, tucking her head at his shoulder. ]
Perhaps the rest is time.